Ridiculous Fuckage

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*Trigger Warning* The following piece of art may be offensive to some people because it contains rape fantasy, which is not real. Real rape is wrong. This is for people who enjoy rape as a fantasy or role-play and is not intended to be real or to be reproduced in any way. This one is more hardcore BDSM than it is rape fantasy.


I knew I was in trouble the moment I saw Joey looking at me. He was staring at me from the corner of the club and I could see his sneer as I passed by him. I noticed the chills I got as his eyes met mine. I could see my destiny in his eyes and I was drawn to him in a way that I had never been drawn to another person. I couldn’t help myself as I looked over my shoulder, only to see his eyes still on me, following every movement.

No matter where I went in the club, he followed me. It wasn’t my first visit to a sex club, and it wouldn’t be my last. I was a frequent visitor but this was the first time I had seen him there. I let him approach me and I could feel my heart pounding as he drew closer. He was relatively tall, but not too tall. He had a strong, sturdy physique as well but it wasn’t his looks that had me interested. I could feel the sadism dripping off of him, brooding behind his dark eyes. I wanted to be a part of his darkness and so I gave him the look of longing that I knew he would understand.

“Want to play with me, little girl?” he asked me in a gentle voice. I liked that he had taken the liberty of calling me a little girl. I was young, usually the youngest at these gatherings. I was one of the only girls my age that knew what a fucked up kinkster she was. I had admitted it to myself and I was ready to take the next step.

“Yes, I do. Where should we go?”

“Come with me,” he grabbed my hand and pulled me through the club until we reached a room I had never had the guts to play in. It was a bondage room, filled with bondage furniture and equipment. There was a St. Andrew’s cross in one corner ataşehir escort bayan and a variety of sex benches throughout the room. There was equipment for suspension and a large, gray trunk that looked big enough to fit a body inside of it.

I’d been in the room before but as a spectator. There were rows of benches for bystanders to sit and watch as women were tortured by their dominants. I began to take off the tiny dress that I was wearing, revealing that I was naked underneath. There wasn’t anyone watching. We were alone in the room and I allowed him to grab me and pull me to him. He smelled me first, like a dog would, sniffing my neck and my hair.

“You smell like honeysuckle,” he told me.

“Thank you?” I wasn’t sure what to say.

“I’m Joey,” he reached his hand out toward mine.

“I’m Melodie.” I shook his hand.

“I like how you got naked without being asked. That earned you a few credits. You’ll need those.”


“Okay, can you do a split?” he asked.

“Yes, why?”

“Come do a split right here on this trunk.”

I wasn’t sure why he wanted me to do this, but I figured he was just testing me to see if I followed his directions. I climbed up onto the trunk and did the splits.

“That’s perfect. Hold it there.” Joey began to tie me to the trunk so that I was stuck in my splits indefinitely. I was already starting to ache and he could sense that I was uncomfortable.

“Don’t worry, Melodie. You won’t be feeling that kind of pain soon. Soon you’ll be getting the kind you like.”

“I can’t wait.”

“What’s your safe word?” he asked me.

“Sweet Potato,” I answered. He cracked a smile.

“Okay. If you need me to stop and you can’t talk, just double-tap upwards, like this,” he gave me a demonstration.

“Okay.” I was now locked into place and people were starting to figure out that sex was about to happen in the dungeon room. Joey took his position behind me and laid out a lot of toys on a nearby fuck bench. “Ready?” he asked.

“Yes, I’m ready!”

“Here we go!” He started with a small vibrator, working it against my clit as he gnawed lightly on my neck and escort kadıköy then nibbled on my ear. My pussy was already buzzing with excitement. He grabbed another vibrator and placed it on my asshole. Then he pushed both of them into me at the same time, penetrating both of my holes. “You like this, you little slut?”

The way he said the word “slut” sounded so dirty and disgusting. It turned me on. I was close to cumming when he pulled one vibrator from my pussy and replaced it with one of those really high-powered vibrators. He hit me straight in the clit, to where I was barely able to control myself. My body began to cum and my legs shook against the restraints.

“Cum you little slut!” Joey snarled. I did as he asked, cumming for him until I could barely take it anymore. “Now it’s time for my cock!”

“Oh my God!” I screamed, not sure if I could handle any more.

“Take it! Take it, you little slut!” His cock was huge. It was bigger than any other cock I had ever taken and I gasped as it filled me completely. I was being stretched beyond my capacity, unable to move away. I screamed loudly, sounding as if I was being murdered. I could see the people in the crowd with their cocks and pussies out. They were all masturbating as they watched him grab a vibrator and shove it back into my ass as his cock continued to brutalize my pussy.

I had never cum that much or that hard. I couldn’t stop screaming, drool dripping from both corners of my mouth, my eyes rolling back up into my skull. I was shaking, my entire body in convulsions that rivaled seizures and yet it felt so good that I never wanted it to end. I never wanted anything more than I wanted to keep cumming. I could feel my holes being stretched and he was laughing at me as he broke me down.

Orgasm after orgasm was wrenched from my body as he continued to pound me. He paused, pulling his cock from my pussy. He bent down, covering my pussy and my ass with his mouth from behind. He licked my pussy, working my clit with his precise tongue until I was begging him for mercy. He switched to my ass, tonguing it deeply until I was cumming more. His fingers slid into my pussy and bostancı escort ass at the same time and he chugged them back and forth until I was helplessly orgasming all over his fingers. I had never cum so much in one session.

I looked up, the crowd’s eyes on me. I felt so free and yet I felt so restrained, trapped by the ropes that bound me. His cock was pushing against my asshole and I knew that this was going to hurt but to my shock, it didn’t. He knew what he was doing. Joey’s cock slid effortlessly into my fully prepped asshole. He fucked me harder and harder with every thrust.

“You piece of meat!” he hissed as he gripped me by the hair and used it as a handle to pull my whole head back onto his cock. My orgasms were more intense and I was already so drained from the great number that I had endured. I had lost count at twenty and I figured I had cum twenty more times since I had lost count. Joey was an animal, some kind of monster that fucked orgasm after orgasm from women’s bodies, leaving them drained, limp and helpless.

“I’m going to cum, you worthless slut! I’m cumming in your fucking ass!”

“Cum in my ass!” I screamed. “Cum in my fucking ass!”

“Yeah! Unghhhhhh! Unghhhhhhh!” he screamed as he filled my ass with his jizz. He must have cum really hard because he didn’t move for some time. Applause broke out amongst the crowd watching us. Some of the men approached Joey to congratulate him and ask if they could have a turn with me.

“What do you think, Melodie. Can you keep going?”

I looked at all the men, their hard cocks in their hands and I felt a pang of longing. I wanted to fuck them all but I was so tired from my ordeal.

“Not right now. Maybe in a little bit?”

“You heard the girl. Later on. Okay, baby, let me untie you.” He worked at the ropes to free me. “You did a good job tonight, Melodie. I think we should become a play team here and put on a show every once in a while. Are you interested?”

“If I get to cum like that again, I’m interested!”

“I will personally ensure you do,” he said smoothly.

“I’m glad I met you Joey.”

“I’m glad I met you too, fuckmeat.” Our eyes locked and I felt something pass between us. We had been two strangers in a bondage club when we had met. Now we were something more, something special. Together, we had some kind of ridiculous fuckage, the kind that people watched and wished they could have.

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